Initial Conditions

So, one of the reasons I started blogging was to keep track of my dreams. I’ve been exceptionally bad it this, in that I haven’t remembered any yet, but I’ve finally remembered one, which happened last night.

There’s not much to it. I was eating a massive hot dog. It had onions and was very tasty, and it took me ages to eat. That is all. If any of you have the gift of dream interpretation, let me know if I am crazy or something.

Since I’m here, I will also relate some big dreams from my past. Well actually, I only really remember two, one of which is utterly stupid.

1) I went to the pub with Spongebob Squarepants. He’s a nice chap in “real life”.

2) This one is much more chilling.

I had a son, and I was walking with him round my old school grounds. I stopped for some reason to go look at something and when I came back I saw a strange man walking off with him. I couldn’t move and I could barely say anything, making me absolutely terrified. As they walked off, I woke up.

I was twelve when I had that dream so it’s clearly stuck. Maybe I had lots of cheese that night, but at least I know where not to take my kids…